The last speaker
Color bleedand it is now extinct." -- Wikipedia page on the Akkala Sami language
Well, it must be a silent life
to hear her sigh only in your mind
He said "lately, a certain kind
of beyondness has taken over my life"
And it left me wondering why,
and what it meant, and what it must be like
When no one knows your accent
And no one knows your slang
When no one gets the reference
And no one feels the same
If no one remembers, did it really happen?
If no one can see it, is it really there?
Last remaining speaker of this dying language,
How to say these words that I have never heard you say?
And whenever I need to hide
I put on those glasses and then I'm free to cry
And I'll always hear inside your words of advice
'Cause now I know what's like
When no one knows your accent
And no one knows your slang
When no one gets the reference
And no one feels the same
If no one remembers, did it really happen?
If no one can see it, is it really there?
Last remaining speaker of this dying language,
How to say these words that I have never heard you say?
Dooyrt Ballooilley rish:
"Vel ny partanyn snaue, Joe?"
"Cha nel monney, cha nel monney," dooyrt Joe.
"T'ad feer ghoan."
-- Ned Maddrell, the last native speaker of the Manx language
When nobody knows your accent
When nobody knows your slang
When nobody gets the reference
When nobody feels the same
If no one remembers, did it really happen?
If no one can see it, is it really there?
If nothing can help it, does it even matter?
If there's no tomorrow, then why not today?
And if there's no answer, then is it a question?
And if you can't hear me, then why do I sing?
Last remaining speaker of this dying language
How to say I love you in your language, anyway?